i've felt the need to listen and to sing all this winter. it will keep on, i think. i'm sorry. you aren't tied to me anymore, i didn't realize i was tying knots to people, to me. sorry. i am. i don't want to do that. to reiterate what i've seen written in other journals, you don't have to keep me as a lj friend if you don't want to; i understand i'm a hassle.

and i love smog.



Ex-Con
Smog

Whenever i get dressed up
I feel like an ex-con
Trying to make good

Jean jacket and tie
Feel like such a lie
When i go to your house
I feel like i'm
Casing the joint
In the grocery store
In line behind a mother and a child
I'm going to take that child
I'm going to take that child
I'm going to take that child

See because alone in my room
I feel like such a part of the community
But out on the streets
I feel like a robot by the river

Alone in my room
I feel such a warmth for the community
But out on the streets
I feel like a robot by the river
Looking for a drink